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In my mind lies good and Mad,
And in my mind i to have had.
My friends all stare, with looks so sad,
But in there minds it's all a fad.
Cray i am, with thought of sin.
And in this mind I'll never win.
I am a doll stuck with a pin.
I have no heart and made of tin.
A white room i lay and wait
For evil things that came and ate
My heart of good, not for debate.
I'm no good to you in this state.
In misery and pain, i lay in pain
Only to be told I am insane.
Trapped right here with my wooden cane,
And on my heart the dark stain.
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